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The yellowed page of the books and books |
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I'd forgotten that I had |
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These paperbacks they know their age they smell |
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of weight and time that's resting warm |
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The opened box beside the endless box |
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parade that haunts my house |
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Is fit to split with photographs that tell |
| [01:22.90] |
the wanderlust of years smashed on to years |
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|
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When all this actual life played out |
| [01:31.25] |
Where the hell on Earth was I? |
| [01:34.53] |
I rack my brains but it won't come |
| [01:38.43] |
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Through water damaged bloodshot eyes |
| [01:44.85] |
The fleeting triumphs, brazen lies |
| [01:48.15] |
All seem to mingle into one |
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| [01:56.87] |
I read your name under words in your |
| [02:04.23] |
elegant hand you probably don't mean now |
| [02:10.28] |
I fold the letter and think of a million |
| [02:17.88] |
and one things that I could have done different |
| [02:22.25] |
|
| [02:22.72] |
When all this actual life played out |
| [02:25.89] |
Where the hell on Earth was I? |
| [02:29.30] |
I rack my brains but it won't come |
| [02:33.15] |
|
| [02:36.22] |
Through water damaged bloodshot eyes |
| [02:39.68] |
The fleeting triumphs, brazen lies |
| [02:43.06] |
All seem to mingle into one |
| [02:46.80] |
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| [02:50.07] |
One gigantic fairy tale |
| [02:53.31] |
Of friends I haven't seen in years |
| [02:56.88] |
Drinking 'til the daylight hurts |
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Please Just Take These Photos From My Hands |
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